A/N: Hello everyone, again. This was a hard chapter to write because of the terrible events of last week. I just don't know what to do with some of my characters right now… anyway thanks for everyone who suggested the main focus for this chapter!

(Eko's point of view)

The people on this island turn to me for advice, any advice in their daily lives. I don't know why… perhaps it's because I told them I was a priest and they believe that priests can always be trusted. Too bad I was never registered as an actual priest, I might have actually succeeded at it. I've listened to more confessions than I can count and even baptized a baby and his mother. Currently I am working on a church for the island with the ex-druggie Charlie. Mainly I asked him to help because he seemed so lost and helpless all the time. If only my brother could see the new life I have formed on the island, I'm so much happier doing good deeds than I ever was doing bad things. I know that he would've been proud of me and that he wouldn't flinch anymore when he looked at me. He would be able to look me squarely in the eye and let me know that what I was doing was good. Not only that but I could stare him in the face without feeling guilty and upset at the same time. But it's too late, because of me my brother is dead. I suppose that's really why I'm doing all this for the survivors on the island. I owe it to my brother after all.

(No point of view)

Sun sat staring blankly at the canvas wall of her tent. She carefully examined every bump, every line, and every crease in this particular wall. And yet despite this she couldn't get rid of the thoughts of Jin. She saw the look in his eyes when she had screamed at him a few hours ago. Hurt and anguish had filled them and he seemed to know that he had finally lost her. That she wouldn't go back to him again this time. No matter how many times that Sun tried to tell herself that this was the way things were meant to be though she had doubts.

"What if I was being too emotional, too temperamental, judged him too much…" Sun thought to herself. Instantly feeling stubborn again Sun shook her head fiercely as though to shake these awful thoughts from her mind.

"He yelled at me! He's hit me before and he's never fully appreciated me! Why should I go back to him again only to continue being hurt?" Sun thought savagely. She felt these two conflicting emotions consume her yet again and she felt ready to bubble up over the surface. Struggling to maintain her calm Sun told herself again and again that she didn't have to let this show. That she could keep this all bottled up inside of her and that this would blow over soon and she could think clearly again. Something in her mind revolted against this idea though and suddenly Sun went from simmering to bursting into terrible flames. She screamed as loud as she could and suddenly began to beat the wall of her tent that she had been staring at previously until it fell over on top of her. Still screaming and sobbing, she beat her blankets and thrashed against the slowly sagging tent. Her pillow was nearly torn in half and the small bag with her own personal items in it was ripped with the contents strewn all over the tent. Finally the tent completely collapsed on her and she was pinned underneath it. Sun gradually stopped thrashing and just laid still, sobbing quietly now. Sun curled into a ball underneath the tent and just stayed there crying her eyes out, finally letting out all the emotion that she had been feeling the last several years. Suddenly the tent was being lifted from her and a concerned face filled her vision.

"Jin," Sun finally croaked out as she squinted through her now swollen eyes and avoided the thin sunlight. Jin nodded and looked confused as to whether he should help her out of the tent or leave her alone. The two just looked at each other silently for a while and Sun seemed to have a little battle going on in her head. She knew that part of her outburst was the fact that she would probably never leave this island and the other part was Jin. She stared at his eyes and she saw real sorrow and regret but she also saw unconditional love. And it was this very same love that always brought her back to Jin, always. Letting out a strangled cry Sun threw herself at Jin and he caught her. She then cried into his shoulder and gripped his arms as tightly as she could. Jin let her cry while gently rubbing her back. Finally he whispered something to her in Korean.

"I'm sorry Sun… for everything. Do you mind if I ask you let go of my arms because I'm losing the circulation." Sun laughed and released him. Jin couldn't tell now if she was still crying or just started laughing.

Kate rose to the surface, spluttering and gasping for air. She wasn't even able to reach the bottom of the pool it was so deep. Not to mention icy cold. But this seemed to be a good combination for Kate's sore muscles and she just swam around for a moment. Finally she pulled herself back to the sandy surface and attempted to dry off, though she found it difficult as she didn't bring a towel with her. Suddenly, and unbidden, Kate remembered the last time that she took a shower. She stifled a giggle as she remembered that Jack had caught her on the way out. He had nearly blushed from embarrassment and though Kate would never admit it she could feel her own ears and face burning from blushing. When she remembered Jack though and what he said to her last was enough to wipe the smile off her face. Hastily Kate left the side of the beach and gathered her jeans and shirt again and slipped them on. The sun had warmed them so it felt nice on her still chilled body. Pulling her hair tie out again Kate quickly fixed her wet curls into a messy ponytail. As she was doing this though she heard a rustling in the trees next to her. Kate froze in terror and her pulse reached sky high when the rustling took place again only closer. Breathing hard Kate tried to swallow her fear and looked around, trying to catch a glimpse of whatever it was that followed her.

Sawyer sat in his tent going over the plan yet again. Making a mental checklist in his mind Sawyer began to count off on his fingers everything that he needed to do.

"Okay one… I need to make a heartfelt speech to the village folk about how much Kate means to me and that I'll stop at nothing to find her… yada, yada…" Sawyer grinned at the neat little speech that he had written on the back of his slightly burnt manuscript. He already knew that Johnny was the one who killed Count Black so he didn't need to read any further.

"Two… I'll recruit all the people that want to help me and give them all guns," Sawyer flinched at the thought of so many people with guns but knew that it was necessary to the plot of his story.

"Three… I talk to sweet little Sun about where she saw Kate last and head in that direction. I just hope that she left some kind of freaking trail for us to follow…" Sawyer cocked his head and looked at his speech. Suddenly he grabbed his pen and made a few adjustments to it and looked satisfied again.

"Four… I find poor little lost Kate and bring her back to camp. Jack loses the girl of his dreams, I gain the only eligible girl on the island (besides Ana but she freaks me out), and the respect of the survivors," Sawyer laughed heartily at his little scheme and now only needed to wait for the opportune moment to spring this on the survivors.

"Jack… Jack are you sure that's supposed to look like that?" Claire asked cautiously. Jack suppressed a groan because that was the fourth time that Claire interrupted him.

"Yes Claire… I am absolutely, positively sure that that particular bone is supposed to look like that. I was also sure the last time that you asked me," Jack snapped, beginning to lose his patience. Claire flinched and looked apologetic.

"Sorry Jack… I'll keep quiet now…" Jack nearly breath a sigh of relief but instead smiled in her direction.

"He'll be okay Claire, I promise you that," Jack's voice was steady and even and to Claire he seemed to be confident. Looking once more at Charlie, Claire nodded and focused on keeping quiet.

Kate still stood in the clearing, barely daring to breath for fear of bringing the rustling back. It was eerily silent, not even the normal chirping of birds or rustling of grass took place. It even seemed that the waterfall had stopped making noise. Kate knew that something was about to happen and she was ready for it.

"Where are you?" she hissed in frustration. Suddenly there was gentle rustle to Kate's left, and Kate felt terror that she had never felt before when she finally saw what was entering the clearing.

A/N: So tell me what you all think… did you hate it? Love it? Have suggestions? I'm always eager to know you're thoughts and opinions.